You know I love you...

I think anything that starts off with 'you know I love you' can't really be going in a good direction.  Elaina, I love you, but jeez girl, you're killing me!!!  One day you'll look back on these pages, you'll probably be a bit embarrassed, then you'll get older, possibly have children and then you'll know.  I wasn't the crazy one.  It was you.  Kindergarten started a few weeks ago and admittedly I wanted to post something sweet and sentimental about losing my daughter, my com-padre of the day to another woman but alas having only Elijah at home ROCKS!!!  So far she loves her new class and is apparently only learning about the color red.  I'm seriously giving the teacher the benefit of the doubt on this one that she is actually teaching them more and Elaina just doesn't feel that it's important enough for me to know.  She has made lots of new friends all somehow named 'Schwally',  seems odd, but hey we are technically in a new city and there are a lot of regional differences.  Along with starting the great kindergarten adventure we signed her up on her first soccer team.  Now please note, Elaina has an older brother and a younger brother.  She takes nothing off anyone, especially another cute, pigtailed, Adidas adorned girl.  See ball, get ball, put ball in goal.  It's in your best interest to simply move aside.  Just wish I could have conveyed that to her sweet little team mate, yes team mate, last night.  At the end of practice they do a little mock game, 2 on 3 as it was since 1 was sick.  Elaina being on the 2 side, eyes the prize, takes it and noting opponent in the way of the ultimate target, pushes her little 40lb friend to the ground and shoots in the goal.  33lbs of fury she is.  Mortified, I close up my camera and hang my soccer mom head in disgrace.  She was told to apologize to her unknowing friend and then taken to McDonald's, pushing bad, cheetah's determination at soccer, good.  We can see it now, our little shirt waving, ball obsessed Mia Hamm, let's just hope she has a sports bra on when she takes hers off too.  Somehow I doubt it since she thought it was hilarious that I managed to catch her without underwear when she came home from school yesterday, I guess as long as she left them here it's OK, anywhere else, not so much.